Moles – with the help of rabbits, birds and rats – have killed my garden. I don’t mean they killed a few plants here and there. I mean, utter destruction.
The okra plants fell over after being chewed off at the stems. The beets were eaten top down. The snow peas mowed from left to right. The squash and cucumbers were killed ostensibly to keep roots from growing down into the burrows. Some plants dehydrated after the quarter-inch water lines were severed by sharp teeth.
I could have stopped the varmints early on; I don’t have a moral problem killing garden pests. In fact, my neighboring gardeners offered toxic pellets to kill the garden destroyers.
It’s the poison I reject. The whole point of growing is freshness and chemical-free food.